their sadness
came upon me
their tears and
anger filled me

cries from the
raped, abused,
and stolen aboriginal
women and men

calls from the
typical native
bad, trouble,
dumb and scums

screams from the
murdered, tortured,
bullied, looked down
upon and sad

whispers from the
suicides, alcoholics,
drug addicts, and the
depressed

war cries from the
lost identities, the
who we are's and
the native spirit

their sorrow and
frustration resonated
within me like
a thunder storm

waves crashed
like conflicts
between natives
and whites

2018/02/09